The writing, beyond the scenes of abuse, is sub-par. This makes it more sad than most memoirs about abuse as it seems that Christina never truly overcame her abuser. Joan Crawford is a cruel, spiteful, evil person, and Christina naively continues to seek her love even in her 30s. In spite of everything her mother has done, Christina still attempts anything and everything to reconcile with her, apparently ignoring or forgetting the fact that she never did anything wrong to cause her mother’s behavior in the first place. That said, Christina never manages to disentangle herself from her mother. It is clear that she remembers them vividly and can still identify with the emotions that went through her as a child and young teenager. The scenes of abuse in Christina’s childhood are the best written in the book.
Christina’s situation gradually worsens as she becomes older and starts to show glimmers of being her own person. Joan Crawford expected her four adopted children to be exactly what she wanted them to be instead of loving them for their uniqueness and human imperfections. This memoir is a must read for anyone who thinks that having money and being a celebrity automatically makes for a good parent.
A mother who Christina still desperately loved to the bitter end. A mother so desperate to cling to her days of fame that she attempted to beat down any glimmer of success in her children. A mother who demanded her children worship her like her fans did in order to receive her love.
A mother obsessed with cleanliness and rigid rules. However, in Christina’s tell-all memoir, she reveals the truth behind the image. From the outside, it looked like her children had it all–presents, inherent fame, an apparently adoring mother. In the early days of Hollywood, Joan Crawford became one of the first celebrities to adopt children.
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